Before long, the group arrived at the square before a great hall halfway up the mountain.
It looked unremarkable from a distance, but only as they drew closer did they realize just how vast the square was.
Standing in it, they were as insignificant as ants.
"Come along. I'll take you to complete your enrollment first."
With that, Elder Feng led the young cultivation prospects into the hall.
The hall's furnishings were quite simple and traditional, decorated only with solid wooden furniture. There was nothing extravagant about it, yet it felt elegant and refined.
The young prospects exclaimed in admiration once again, inwardly marveling that a great sect really was different.
"Elder Feng."
The moment the old man entered the hall, he caught the attention of many cultivators going about their business. They hurried forward a couple of steps and bowed with clasped hands.
"Mm, carry on with your work. Fire Eyes, come handle the enrollment procedures for these junior brothers and sisters."
Elder Feng waved everyone away, then looked at a red-haired woman among them and gave her his instructions.
"No problem. Leave it to me. Junior brothers and sisters, come this way."
The red-haired woman had bright eyes and pearly teeth, with delicate, lovely features. Perhaps because of the cultivation technique she practiced, she looked about the same age as Chen Han and his
companions. Dimples appeared when she smiled, and her cheerful, easygoing manner made her seem approachable.
"Come along. I'll register your information."
She waved for everyone to follow her. They went after her without a second thought-all except Feng Yao.
"Your circumstances are special, so you need to register separately. Come with me."
With that, Elder Feng led Feng Yao deeper into the hall.
"Senior Sister Fire Eyes, um... why can't Feng Yao come with